MORALITY BOX
Love is manufactured here: A poem by Somoy Shafi about love & peace
Love is manufactured here Sorry, we don’t produce hatred Also malice and meanness either We hug by the shoulders, shake by the hands Because love is our golden fiber Through this fiber, we weave wings Because this is love, heaven funds us some rings With those...
My sorrows aren’t scared: A sad poem by Somoy Shafi
The universe never listens to me But the agony does Who shall I call my best friend? I can easily walk on fire But only struggle in the crowded jungles This marshland somehow isn’t my ball Every time I become humble, I’m reduced to rubbles For River Clubs and...
O sky, what happened to you?: A sad poem by Somoy Shafi
Wound on the bodies of fairness Gangrene on the lips of elegance O sky, what happened to you? With the shift of this land, it seems you also changed your trend If this is so, where should we seek higher grant? This humanity is condemned! This humanity is...
Sorrow of a soul: A sad poem by Somoy Shafi
The door of time is locked from inside O autumn leaves, become my bride I am little injured while sailing this boat My soul is bent And heart is broken I happened here to sing some songs I am not sure how much I played this dong This life is a release from the...
Abscess of time: A sad poem by Somoy Shafi
Where are you, O splendor? Where are you, O radiance? Where are you, O peace? Here is your poet locked up inside some wild shrubs Have you ever noticed? He has some lines He has some clematis vines But who will buy all these during this odd time? As you know...
We are guru of all sorrows: A touching poem about Gaza
Across the valleys, what are those rallies? Some hold peace cards While others stage a live show of massacres Precision killing day and night Who won’t call this a mastery of genocide? We are already in this game without any skills Our only role is to mourn and...
We’re now the city of death: A sad poem about Gaza
We are now the city of death Mortality is manufactured here in business grade Travel here not; you will rot With the size of population, we seem to be a nation But we don’t have any flags In the market of artworks, we may have some crafts But we don’t have any...
Dear God: A sad poem about Gaza and Palestine
Dear god, here we are suffering a lot Foul storms often attack our dorms Wild smokes cover our sky and rob our mists Are you aware about all these beasts? We know you are all seer No doubt about your engine and gear But we wonder about all those thunders- When...
Death is here an inch away: A sad poem about Gaza
Death is here an inch away Don’t tell us stories about other maps and countries Here to exist with some breaths is a big deal How can we wonder about the galaxies and all other stars? They live far away from our thought chambers We may daydream about the...
One day we’ll own the dawn : A sad poem about Gaza
One day we will own the dawn You will see the midday will also belong to us Maybe now the tide is little rough Waves are being petty tough But who cares? You’ll see- Things will change One day the air will come into our range Upper clouds will cheer; twilights...
“Time, to whom do you belong?”: An awakening Poem by Somoy Shafi for Gaza and Palestine
East, you belong to them North, you belong to them West, you belong to those Mediterranean guests Southeast or South, about your standing I doubt Time, to whom do you belong? To whom do you belong? The sky isn’t ours Moonlight is here very miser Plenty is our...
